I Want To Move In Next Door-Chapter 1122 - 1119: Han Zhijin vs. Song Youman 9 (Free Chapter)

The manager, both respectful and sycophantic, smiled and said "Okay, okay," and then, after taking the order, lingered at the door of the private room, reluctant to leave.

Han Zhijin gave the manager a sidelong glance.

Seeing that look, the manager immediately chuckled in a very covert way: "Ahem... Brother Xi, our place has brought in several pretty girls. Would you like... me to call them over for you to have a look?" 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

The man who came to Xiangman Mansions with Han Zhijin, who had a slightly mischievous smile, was called Brother Dong by Dong Yi.

As soon as he entered the private room, he leaned against the black leather sofa and lit a cigarette. Hearing the manager’s words, he immediately laughed and glanced at Song Youman sitting next to him, "Don’t we already have a ready-made girl here? Could she be inferior to those new girls you have?"

Song Youman certainly knew what those new girls they were referring to did for a living... And this Brother Dong actually compared her to those girls...

Song Youman’s complexion turned somewhat unpleasant, and she instinctively looked over towards "Brother Xi," who was sitting farthest from her.

The man heard the indecent words from Brother Dong, but he remained unperturbed, adopting a posture as if it had nothing to do with him.

Song Youman pursed her lips and grabbed at her purse, unable to help exerting a bit more strength with her fingertips.

Upon hearing Brother Dong’s words, the manager immediately laughed: "That’s not what I meant, Brother Dong. The girl by your side is hot... The new girls in my shop can’t compare to her, but, you see, you have three men here... and only one girl..."

"One is enough!" Brother Dong said with a light laugh, interrupting the manager.

These words were too... suggestive, too bottomless. Dong Yi laughed, the manager laughed, and even "Brother Xi" wearing a mask let out a faint chuckle.

Song Youman’s fingertips wrapped around her purse, trembling slightly, but in the end, she still didn’t say anything.

Song Youman dared not drink any more. She wasn’t sure if "Brother Xi" was Han Zhijin. If he wasn’t... drinking more could lead to trouble...

The manager quickly exited. "Brother Xi" seemed accustomed to these kinds of licentious scenes, leaning back on the sofa, eyes closed as if to rest and recuperate.

Dong Yi went to pick some songs, and Brother Dong kept looking for topics to talk about with Song Youman.

Soon after, drinks were served, and Brother Dong started to incessantly urge Song Youman to drink.

Song Youman could hold her liquor, and she hadn’t seldom gone out to have wild nights with Han Zhijin, but Han Zhijin rarely let her drink...

Confronted with the drink Brother Dong handed her, she struggled for a few seconds, then accepted it and began to drink with him.

One drink after another made its way into her stomach, soon surpassing fifty percent of Song Youman’s alcohol tolerance. "Brother Xi," leaning against the sofa, continued to maintain an attitude as if he were entirely uninvolved and hanging above the fray.